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I saw The Daughter back in March and wrote this on returning home the same evening. It somehow got stuck in the draft area of my blog, so here it is now, late, but still of interest I hope.

As a writer working to complete a screenplay adaptation myself, I have become hyper-sensitive to screenplay and screenplay structure. This one is a real inspiration; a brilliant reworking of Ibsen’s play The Wild Duck by Simon Stone the film’s director, who also directed another of my favourite movies Jindabyne.

Stone directs theatre as well as film and it shows. That he also directs his own screenplay allows him to use all the filmic techniques necessary to bridge the gap between the two forms. What works on the stage can lack energy and tension on the big screen. In The Daughter, Stone strikes a delicate balance between the requirements of the two forms giving the film a wonderful theatricality which elevates it the level of the heroic. At the same time it has all the reality and energy required to work on the big screen.

This achievement would not have been possible without the cast, including big names Geoffrey Rush, Sam Neill and Miranda Otto, working in a harmonious ensemble that must have made directing the film a real delight.

I heard Jason de Rosso, on The Final Cut , say that he felt there was a “hole in the film” where Geoffrey Rush should be and that Rush’s character “casts no shadow”, “lacks charm”. The way I see it is that Rush plays Henry as morally passive and the fact that he “lacks charm” is part of the conundrum of the powerful man and his ability to dominate others. Who ever said that Rupert Murdoch was charming?

It’s almost as if de Rosso wants Henry to be more “villainous”, but for Rush to have played Henry more to de Rosso’s taste would, I believe, have disturbed the finely balanced interplay of the ensemble cast. It would also have diminished the impact of the story’s premise, which is that evil happens not necessarily through evil intent, but more often as a mere side-effect of blind selfishness. Sometimes even as a result of good intentions on the part of flawed, short-sighted people, operating without self-insight.

There was one bit of acting that didn’t quite work for me though and that was Paul Schneider’s take on Christian, I just couldn’t get a coherent grasp of his motivation or rather of what he saw as his motivation at any particular time. Clearly his character was a divided and emotionally confused man but somehow this didn’t take roots in the energy of the character, rather it contaminated the performance.

The musical soundtrack is composed by Mark Bradshaw whose work also features in some of Jane Campions films. It threads itself sinuously through the film, never intruding, but sometimes taking centre stage in a subtle dance with the landscape.

As in his earlier movie Jindabyne Stone uses the soundtrack as a seperate narrative tool. One technique I remember from Jindabyne was the sudden disappearance of the soundtrack in silence. This is used to great dramatic effect in The Daughter. When one of the characters, Christian, smashes a chair in a rage we hear nothing. The act is merely destructive, conveys no truth, brings no relief, just as his attempts to bring out what he sees as the truth are merely destructive.

David Stratton talks about some other uses of this ‘division of sound from image’ device, in his review of March 12, 2006 The Australian

The first few minutes of the film are filled with lucidly presented information, achieved by the division of sound from image, so that often a conversation is heard on the soundtrack while quite separate visual information is depicted on screen.

This device not only allows Stone to establish characters, relationships and a certain amount of backstory swiftly and clearly, but it also dramatically depicts the complex linkages between the characters.

The ending is truly powerful and brings the drama to an emotionally satisfactory resolution at the same time as it leaves the story dangling. Another example of the way Stone is capable of separating out the individual threads of a process and weaving them in new exciting ways.

I wrote this recipe down for my friend Cindy as she so much enjoyed the boiled eggs I brought to our picnic one perfect day when she took me for a big driveabout in the Darling Ranges and Swan Valley.

Sometimes I cook boiled eggs without a timer. Just kind of ‘tuning in’ to what I’m doing and I usually get it pretty spot on. But this apparent simplicity is not fool proof. I sometimes stuff it up, especially when I just don’t need an exploded egg in my life. So for Cindy, and for myself in my less-present moments, here it is.

How to cook perfect boiled eggs — reliably.

You have to get good eggs. Eggs from happy chooks make happy eating.

This is what good eggs look like raw: the lovely orange yolks indicate that the chickens have had access to lots of green feed and the penumbra around the yolk shows it is nice and fresh. These eggs are pastured with less than 30 hens per hectare so I figure they have a nice high Omega 3 levels, if you like to concern yourself with that sort of thing.

I often boil up half a dozen and store them in the fridge in case I need a snack or something to put in a lunch box.

(These directions are for a 70 to 80 gram egg and will give a moist but not too runny egg. If you want to dip soldiers or have the egg spill its contents over a dish as a dressing then reduce the cooking time to 3 ½ minutes.

Bring a decent sized pot of water to a rolling boil.

This helps to give the eggs plenty of room so they don’t knock against each other. It also allows you to lower the eggs smoothly and gently into the water so they receive the initial heat of the water evenly. This is especially important if your eggs haven’t quite returned to room temperature after being refrigerated as the rapid expansion of the shell can cause cracking.

Watch the pot till the water returns to the boil, then turn down the heat to a simmer.

Allow to simmer for 4 minutes.

Remove eggs from the water and give them a sharp tap with a spoon to make a small break in the shell. This will stop them cooking any further.

Plunge eggs into cold or even iced water.
This can make it easier to detach the membrane around the egg from its contents as you peel it.

Roll the egg gently between your palms until the shell is all cracked and starting to loosen.

Peel being very careful, especially at the beginning, to get under the membrane.

As one who has experienced long periods of depression and mental chaos, I write this as a way of sharing some of the ideas that have helped me gain a measure of stability and creativity in my life. It is also a record of what has worked, for the times I need reminding. As such is a work-in-progress, as is my life. The piece didn’t start out that way or I might have written it in a different format, perhaps blog style. That will teach me to think there is such a thing as a final solution!

I write it also for you, beloved reader, as a challenge to you to embark on your own journey to health and happiness, if you haven’t done so already. And if you have begun the journey to say “You are not alone, Charaiveti, charaiveti. Keep going.”

I remember someone wise saying that the best way to live to a healthy old age is to get a serious disease and use it as a teacher. Let you bodymind speak to you, listen to it’s needs. Tune in. Look after yourself!

The truth is that the healthcare system in Australia is groaning under the weight of our demands for the quick fix, the final solution, the magic bullet that will absolve us of responsibility for our own wellbeing.

An increasing number of scientifically trained medical doctors have experienced severe health problems themselves; and seeing the limitation of the “Here take this pill” approach to health have embraced a more holistic way of healing disease, of returning the bodymind to optimum health. This means that there are some well qualified people to turn to and much of it is free, via the internet, youtube and so on. Be intelligent and discerning who you listen to, as you would or should when consulting your GP.

It can take time for new ideas to become part of medical orthodox treatment and no wonder when you look at the workload Doctors are expected to undertake and the burden of responsibilty most people drop at their feet.

However it does help to have someone to discuss what you are doing to tackle your dis-ease and many GPs are really open to being supportive of your plans to improve your life.

Some years ago both my sister and I were diagnosed with the same physical disease. We have tackled it in different ways over the years, she by going down the medical route with a specialist to advise her and me muddling along experimenting with diet and supplements and meditation. To our delight, the advice she is receiving from her specialist is now converging with the regime I have put in place after years of exploration.

This approach of course, is not for everyone, to many people the ideas are foreign to their way of seeing the world and the body. I hope you aren’t one of them. Vibrant health and mental clarity allow such joy to arise…

This approach relies on a willingness to make significant lifestyle and dietary changes if necessary and to take responsibility at a very fundamental level for our own health. Taking responsibility is, in a way, both the cure and the goal of the cure. Order is the environment in which our creative flow can manifest.

The recognition that we have a mental illness can seem disempowering. “There’s something wrong with my brain.” or “I am crazy”, so while we go about the task of “fixing” the brain, we need to cultivate the freedom and strength that comes with the recognition of who we really are underneath the chaos. From that platform we can lovingly parent ourselves into a more fulfilling and meaningful life.

I remember hearing Osho say something to the effect that solving problems is the never-ending obsession of the mind and that if we can only get a bit of distance from it – recognise that we are simply the still silent watcher of its games – then the solutions to many of our problems become obvious – they may simply evaporate.

Wittgenstein, beloved philosopher, said the same thing slightly differently:

“The solution of the problem of life is seen in the vanishing of the problem. (Is not this the reason why those who have found after a long period of doubt that the meaning of life became clear to them have been unable to say what constituted that meaning?)” Tractatus Logico Philosophicus (1921)

Fighting with the mind and emotions, trying to control will always be a losing battle. Getting a distance from them allows us to see the choices we need to make to allow healing.

But meditation, the process whereby we attune ourselves to our inner stillness and silence can be a real challenge for anyone with mental dis-ease.

Osho designed his Dynamic Meditation to cater for those of us for whom sitting silently is not (yet) an option.

I have often observed in myself that when I am at my most mentally chaotic my mind is behaving like an unruly and insecure two-year-old. The thing about meditation is that it helps strengthen that centre of awareness that is unaffected by turbulent thoughts and emotions, where you can retreat, get a break from it all, and where you can watch what is going on in your bodymind system.

This means that you become more able to monitor the effects of the various physical supplements and dietary changes you are making. Over time it will empower you to take full responsibility for your own journey to health and freedom.

There are also some very important lifestyle considerations to take into account that can give you some practical ways of leveraging yourself to a position of greater mental integrity.

Getting out of the swamp. How lifestyle can keep you stuck.

Professor Jordan Petersen, Professor of Psychology at Toronto University – and clinical psychologist – outlines in this video the kind of lifestyle that will almost inevitably contribute to mental illness and offers some ideas on how to get out of that swamp.

Supplementation

We have become used to treating the delicate self-healing mechanism of our bodymind as if it were a mechanical thing and leaving it in the hands of the medical profession just as we leave our car in at the mechanics for servicing. The fact that medical solutions are free – paid for with our taxes – while supplements can be expensive means that leaving it to the Doctor can look like the obvious solution. I have no answer to this except to say that the fact that something is free doesn’t add anything to its real value. “Here take this poison – It’s free!” Although if you are severely depressed to the extent of contemplating suicide a pill may be just the trick while you get your life in order.

Lithium deficiency?

Lithium Orotate Supplementation.

There is some negative stuff about lithium orotate on the net. The Wikipedia entry on Hans Neiper, who did the original research on the this form of mineral salt claims: “His therapy has been discredited as ineffective and unsafe”. The references used to substantiate this claim are anecdotal and out of date and do not actually address his research findings scientifically.

In this video Dr John Grey discusses his longterm use of this supplement both for his family and in hsi medical practice. What he says tallies with my own experience, although as my general diet has improved I seem to need to take it less and less.

Lithium Orotate. Orotic acid is a substance found in large quantities in breast milk and facilitates the uptake of minerals by the suckling infant.

The Advanced Research Brand is the one I have always taken. They claim to be using the method Hans Neiper advocated to manufacture the product, I don’t know what that means or if it is important but it is a product that has always worked for me. I am still trying to find the New Zealand supplier I got them from a couple of years ago, as the postage from the US is a bit steep. There is a Sydney supplier but their price is ridiculous. So here are a couple of US options. There are other cheaper brands on the net but some of them are only 5 mg per pill rather than 120mg.

From BetterLife.com $US13.49 – I think this is where I got them from last time can’t remember the postage, and it’s not on the site, but I think it may have been a bit less than the Lucky Vitamins charge.

DOSAGE. One tablet a day is the usual dosage but you can take two a day for the first week to get the blood levels up, if you have stong symptoms of deficiency. Eventually you can simply take one whenever you begin to notice that you are feeling ‘off’ for no reason.

Justin Kurzel’s Macbeth is a big, gutsy interpretation of the play made even more compelling by the presence of a magnificent but inhospitable landscape. Supprted by the almost palpable chemistry between Marion Cotilliard (Lady Macbeth) and Michael Fassbender (Macbeth) the plot unfolds with devastating inevitability.

The soundtrack is remarkable – music I’d be happy to listen to over and over, but it did compete a bit with the dialogue, which for some peculiar reason was delivered by all the male characters in what I can only presume were thick Scottish accents – sometimes simply incomprehensible.
Cotillards lines were impeccably delivered in standard English – her “out out damn spot” monologue utterly heart-wrenching and convincing. For this scene alone it would be worth going to see the movie.
Considering that Shakespeare’s English is already challenging for the average modern audience to follow, especially when it’s accompanied by a musical soundtrack, the actors would have done better to stick with the standard English accent all round.
Still definitely worth seeing.

I love the way this poem captures the surrender that produces and constitutes great poetry – the dissolution of the self into the immensity of existence. A poem that captures that poetry, like a butterfly, in a net of words.

And it was at that age … Poetry arrived
in search of me. I don’t know, I don’t know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I don’t know how or when,
no they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.

I did not know what to say, my mouth
had no way
with names,
my eyes were blind,
and something started in my soul,
fever or forgotten wings,
and I made my own way,
deciphering
that fire,
and I wrote the first faint line,
faint, without substance, pure
nonsense,
pure wisdom
of someone who knows nothing,
and suddenly I saw
the heavens
unfastened
and open,
planets,
palpitating plantations,
shadow perforated,
riddled
with arrows, fire and flowers,
the winding night, the universe.

And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.
Pablo Neruda

What makes me sad is how terribly earnest Tony Abbot is. I get the impression that he is doing what he genuinely believes to be right and all the while reality keeps exploding in his face.

In truth he is the only Lib foolhardy enough to take on the leadership role at the moment. Just watch the narcissist Malcolm bathing in the misguided adulation that allows him to believe he may one day be another Fraser.

Tony Abbot embodies the last impotent ideology to attempt to impose itself on Australian democracy. He is a “Good Man” in terms of his ideology — but when was “Goodness” anything other than an ideological value? Really.

What we need is genuine democracy. One that recognises both the supremacy of individual freedom and the reality of our interdependence as human beings.

It’s not that hard, but there is no room for ideology, just a naked commitment to the truth of who we are as humans.